My Other Mother

Sharon is Scott's mother and she is a treasure!

When I first met Sharon, I wasn't particularly keen on the subject of mothers, as I was experiencing some family of origin problems.

So I certainly wasn't looking for another mother...

But Sharon and I couldn't help but become friends. She's a mom who mothers like a friend...and I definitely needed a friend!

Our relationship is easy. I can talk to Sharon about anything...I am more forthcoming with her than I am with my own mother on a lot of subjects. When we talk, time just flies by.

I feel I've known her my whole life. She is much younger than my own mom...in fact, her age is between the ages of my second and third oldest sisters. That probably has a lot to do with the easy nature of our relationship.

She is an admirable woman. Although I did not grow up under her parentage firsthand, I can see the results of her labors (pun somewhat intended...).

She is the mother of three fine sons. She instilled in them qualities that make them outstanding men. They are respectful, joy-filled, caring and loving gentlemen. She taught them to appreciate both the comforts of home and carefree fun.

Even if she weren't part of the package, I would admire her strength and courage as a cancer survivor. We are thankful that she has regained her health and continues to "make memories with her family," as she would put it.

It is wonderful for me to know that my husband grew up loved and appreciated by such a smart, kind and vivacious lady. As his life mate, I reap the benefits of his relationship with his loving mother.

Thank you, Sharon, for raising Scott to be the wonderful man he is. I want you to know I adore your child and vow to always cherish him. I appreciate knowing that you will never interfere but are always there with understanding and support as we live our life and reach to attain our dreams. It means the world to me that you take such pleasure in seeing your family happy and fulfilled.

Thank you for accepting me into your family as a daughter. I couldn't feel more loved, even by my own mom.